I am lighting fires I am lighting fires and burning everything You are feeling trees Composing melodies that I will never sing When the autumn comes We will build our drums and find a place to play
Basket or the blade Shaman or charade are you too strong to see That I am so alone Still clinging to my throne until they come for me Will you kiss my hair As they drag me to the square Or will you run, run away
Tell me
Are you The basket or the blade Am I a soldier Returning to parades, oh will you Catch me And hold me while the cheers and echoes fade Will you be the basket or the blade
I have never been I have never been in front of such a crowd Teeth and gleaming eyes Don't they realize they're so insanely loud You're underneath their blade I wonder if you'll stay or if you'll Run, run away
Tell me
Are you The basket or the blade Am I a soldier Returning to parades, oh will you Catch me And hold me while the sheers and echoes fade Will you be the basket or the Razor edge Dividing me in two If I should lose my head When I'll be losing you Or will you shelter me From the fire and hide me in your shade The basket or the blade
Oh the sirens Awaken every hour I can hear them now